I've just come back from the centre of the indie universe. I was surrounded by vintage, retro, alternative, and gay. I practically couldn't move without seeing an undercut or an American football jacket or a shirt buttoned all the way up. Every other shop sold vintage Levis denim jackets or vomity beaded crop tops. There were people doing art in cafés. Tiny art galleries which actually had people in. Incense. We passed some spray painted cars hanging up on a washing line with giant clothes pegs.I bought a pen from Jack Wills.